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I saw you, yesterday |
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Walking down my line |
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I says, I know you, just get away |
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Your name is Father Time |
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Time I hate, the time I love |
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Time I spent all over |
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Time I wasted, the time I spent |
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Time I've got to run away |
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I saw you, yesterday |
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Running down my track |
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I saw you just yesterday |
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I could feel you at my back |
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With that long black cloak and that sharp scythe |
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For cutting them all down |
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Your long black coat, a skull and a scythe |
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Cutting them all through town |
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I saw you, just yesterday |
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You don't frighten me |
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I see you every day |
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You still don't frighten me |
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One day I'll go |
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And you'll have no choice but to come with me |
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The next day I'll come |
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The very next day I'll have to go, I tell you, say |
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You're no herb from my garden |
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You're no rosemary |
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And you're no sage |
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You know your name |
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I call you Father Time |
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I saw you yesterday |
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I can still see you now |
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You're living in my face, in my breakfast |
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I can see you now |
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You're just the time I wasted, the time I spent |
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You're the time I'm left to run with |
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What time is this |
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Even I make up time, I do, I'm the time |
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You can call yourself daddy |
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But you're no father of mine |
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Yes, I saw you yesterday |
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You didn't frighten me at all |
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I saw you just yesterday |
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You didn't frighten me at all |
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With that long cloak and that silly little skull |
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The stupid scythe and all your jive |
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I never could see you, I can't see you now |
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Not as long as I'm alive |
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One day, I'll go |
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The very next day you'll come |
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One day you'll come |
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The very next time I'll go |
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I know a friend of mine, a friend of mine was watching |
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Told me the time by the clock |
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I saw him last night, down by the graveyard |
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Holding on to a rock |
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I said, "I saw you yesterday |
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I saw you, Father Time" |
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I said, "Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away |
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I know you're Father Time, run it down now" |
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I said, "Every minute, every second, every day of my life |
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I meet you in the mirror |
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Every time, look at each wrinkle |
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I know I've got a sheriff coming" |
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Sure I saw you, sure as time |
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Sure as clock, sure is fine |
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I know that mother's no father |
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'Cause they call him Father Time |
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Coming through the door with a black cloak |
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And a nasty sharp instrument |
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That nasty sharp instrument |
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That nasty sharp instrument |
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I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me |
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I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me |
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I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me |
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I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch |
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I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me |
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I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me |
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I won't go till I'm ready and you can't catch me |
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I won't go till I'm ready |
